Resonance | Bboing AU

Habits

"Ige mwoya?" Tae Oh muttered when he saw the grocery list posted on the fridge door.

Since when did his dongsaeng ever bother to write a to buy list?

So he peeled off the sticky note from the fridge door to read through the grocery list. He then took notice of how neatly it was written and how the items listed were even categorized into food and non-food products —something his dongsaeng would never do. He then came to the conclusion that Ingukie didn't write it.

Does he have a guest? He wondered, perplexed by what he just discovered. And like a shot, he remembered that just a few days ago, his brother ordered breakfast for two.

Could that same guest be staying in the suite with his dear Ingukie?

He didn't want to pry, but his curiosity got the best of him, so he looked around the suite for more clues. Lucky for him, he didn't have to go far to find the next clue, because just right on top of the kitchen island, he found the roses that SIG gave to Youngie. They were nicely sitting in an inch of water in a clear vase. He could tell by their fresh state that these flowers were just about a day old, only strengthening his suspicion that SIG had company in the suite.

"Seolma," he muttered with a grin. "Is she here somewhere?"

But he didn't have a lot of time to investigate some more. He still needed to go to the grocery store, come back to the suite to deliver the items and go back to managing his businesses after that. He could only thank the person who made the shopping list because it had saved him a lot of time. So he made his way out of the suite with high hopes that his dongsaeng would let him meet that person soon.

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An overcast sky welcomed Youngie as soon as she stepped out of the glassdoor. So she hurriedly walked towards the elevated patio to laze on the same wicker couch but was surprised to see another person sitting on the woven moon chair across it.

"Annyeonghaseyo," she greeted with a slight bow.

She couldn't see the man's face as he he looked down at the book on his lap, seemingly lost in whatever he was reading. So Youngie quietly settled in her seat after putting her thermal tumbler on the wicker table. She then opened her book on the last page that she had managed to read through despite SIG's relentless questions last night about her fondness of wearing his shirts. Just thinking about it already put her in such a great mood.

Few pages later, she put her book down and leaned forward to reach for the tumbler to take a sip of coffee. Just then the man across the table shifted in his seat and picked up the book from his lap then held it up to his face. Youngie's eyes fortuitously landed on the cover and she immediately took notice that the man was reading the same book as hers.

"Eoh, we have the same book," she blurted, unable to hide her excitement.